In case you can't tell by reading, this is in Sophie's pov. It's sort of a character analysis, but not really. Just something I had to get out of my head. I also wrote a companion piece with Nate's pov. Enjoy!
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It's funny, really. I expected him to be the one walking away, not me.
I left with a promise to sort some things out, and then return, with nothing but myself.
But there is a problem with that…
I no longer know who I am.
I love being Sophie Devereaux. She's funny and smart and has a kind of charm that can make even the most firm resolve crumble. She has a way of manipulating people, putting on an act for everyone, forcing them to believe her. Actually, it isn't forced at all; people want to believe her.
I suppose that charm was one of the things he liked about me.
He has no such charm. He's an honest man. Or at least as close as you can get to being an honest man in our business.
I suppose that honesty was one of the things I liked about him.
We are opposites, each unique. Separate.
Yet somehow, when I'm with him, I feel whole.
I know I need to change. I have too many names, to many lives within those names, and too many emotions within those lives. I got lost in the thrill of changing constantly, of being whoever I wanted. Now, I want to go back. I want to find that person I once called me, and push her back to the surface. So, really, I need to stop changing.
But again, there is a problem.
He fell in love with Sophie Devereaux.
And I don't want to change that. I won't change that.
Would he still love me if I was someone else? Would I still love him?
I don't know. Like I said…
I no longer know who I am.